"With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts."
This morning, we looked out the window and saw trees that God must have colored with a set of highlighters, brushing some leaves to the ground as he drew. We snuggled on top of the wrinkled up quilt, and chattered about Walter, and why he wears diapers, and why he swatted at her nightgown. I switched on the coffee maker and poured milk into her cereal.
She smiled a smile of forgotten yesterdays, and I gave her a hug of fresh tomorrows. And when I sunk into the couch with a full mug of coffee, she said, "Mama, can I sit on your lap?" Yes, baby. Of course you can.
Pay no mind to yesterday. Yesterday is done.
Today is a new day.
8 kind comments from you:
And thank goodness for today's and tomorrow's :)
:) Love this!
Oh thank you, Jesus, that today is a new day. I am so thankful for new mercies each morning. Seriously. Happy Friday :)
Well said, frond <3
thankfully for parents, small children are the most forgiving creatures on earth. :)
This is so so sweet! And God's highlighter must have been in my town this weekend too. The trees are just gorgeous!
"She smiled a smile of forgotten yesterdays, and I gave her a hug of fresh tomorrows" - I'm going to steal this BEAUTIFUL line (I'll be sure to give you credit!!) You are an AMAZING writer!!!
Much love from Ohiooooooo!
Valerie
morning is a new sheet of paper to write on!
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